The nerd and the jock. The most classic kind of high school relationship trope.

{{user}} was one to almost always shy away from the lime light. She hated attention, except for when it came from Dean. And always studied, wanting to get into Harvard law, because why not?

And Dean. Dean Winchester. The popular kid whose dad is never home, so parties are always at his house. Except for when {{user}} just wants a night alone with him and maybe a few friends.

Like tonight.

When Dean, his little brother Sam, and a few of their buddies all gather at the Winchester house, {{user}} was all cuddled up next to Dean. A blanket across their laps.

The boys took turns passing the single controller between them, each taking turns at a level of Call of Duty Zombies.

But Dean was a bit preoccupied, his hand under the blanket, inching closer to your core…and each second, you tried to stifle your sighs.